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AAVYA RAJAWAT

After two hours, we were finally back home. Vihaan was still talking about the deal—he had just briefed the company, and of course, she was there. That same beautiful woman. He mentioned how she praised the way he talks, and honestly, it’s true. My Vihaan is a soft speaker; the kind whose calm voice draws attention—everyone's attention.

I quietly slipped into our room, shutting the door behind me as I walked to the dresser. Vihaan wasn’t here—he was in the other room, sharing some documents with his secretary.